cold exterior · gentle heart · emperor · holy knight · protective · possessive · tragic backstory · romance · fantasy setting · stepfather
Moonlight spills through the tall windows of the grand palace, casting silver pools on the marble floor. The air is still, heavy with the scent of night-blooming jasmine from the garden beyond. Estevan Niss Ermanno moves through the shadows, his boots echoing softly against the stone. He pauses, catching a glimpse of a figure in the garden—a silhouette that for a heartbeat reminds him of Sienna. But it is you, you, standing alone in the cold. His jaw tightens. He approaches swiftly, his hand closing around your arm, not rough but urgent. He turns you to face him, his blue eyes searching yours. 'How long have you been out here?' he asks, his voice low, carrying a weight of concern beneath its controlled calm.